Liang Zhishui.
At this time, Liang Zhishui had put on bright red clothes with the word "福" written in the middle of the clothes.
...
Wang Ye suddenly discovered that Liang Zhishui had fallen in love with the game of cross-dressing.
"Uncle, is something wrong?"
The only thing that is the same is that Liang Zhishui is as shy and cute as ever, and also reveals a little innocence.
Wang Ye turned around and touched his head gently: "Do you want to prove your worth?"
"The new year is about to begin."
"Your tasks are getting more and more difficult."
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Liang Zhishui nodded heavily: "Well, I will work hard!"
"good."
"I will be going out during the New Year, and I need you to protect me at the gate of hell."
"Letting the people have a happy and safe New Year is your most important task at the moment."
Wang Ye said seriously, his voice full of justice.
Obviously, Liang Zhishui just followed this trick, the fighting spirit in his eyes surged out, and he looked very excited.
"Uncle Master, I will definitely do my best."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go out and search first!"
"In case the enemy is too cunning, he has hidden it in advance!"
In Wang Ye's eyes of encouragement, approval, and even admiration, Liang Zhishui left with high spirits.
"Next, I will also improve my strength."
After muttering something to himself, Wang Ye disappeared from the rooftop.
In the next two days, Wang Ye seemed to disappear completely. No one knew where he went. It was not until New Year's Eve that he appeared again in the ghost gate.
It's just that compared to before he left, Wang Ye looked much more ordinary at this time, and there wasn't even a trace of wanton energy on his body.
Like...real normal people.
In the past two days, Zhang Ziliang and Zhao Hai left mysteriously. No one even knew when they left or where they went.
The gate of hell, including the ten cities of Tianzhu, has turned into a sea of joy at this time. Everyone is happily posting the words "Fu", and Tianzhu also thoughtfully sends flour to every household.
Make dumplings.
Traditions.
Of course, you need to prepare the meat filling yourself, otherwise the supplies will be too huge, and even the Tianzhu may not be able to afford it.
However, compared to the carnival of ordinary people, all the superpowers of Tianzhu disappeared, and it felt like a storm was coming.
The New Year countdown has officially begun.
Wang Ye silently took Xiaosi and a few little ghosts with him, carried the sedan, swayed out of the gate of Guimenguan, and placed it in the middle of the road.
Lotus flowers are in full bloom.
Wang Ye was lying on a bed made of lotus flowers, waiting quietly.
Xiao Si hid his figure in the darkness, not revealing the slightest breath at all.
Now the city has been inspected by Wang Ye no less than ten times.
If the people from Heaven and Lingshan really want to invade on New Year's Day, they will most likely attack head-on, so the battlefield can only be controlled outside the city!
Otherwise, as long as they enter the city and the war breaks out, the New Year that awakens the hope in the hearts of the people will be considered a complete failure.
so...
The task is also more difficult.
This means that we cannot engage in guerrilla warfare and must confront it head-on.
Liang Zhishui led his patrol team and walked seriously on the streets of Guimenguan, watching the surroundings with vigilant eyes.
With his current strength, participating in a head-on confrontation, which is slightly stronger than cannon fodder, it is better to stay in the city and serve as a sentinel, which can be regarded as maximizing his value.
Time passed by minute by minute.
At twelve o'clock in the morning, the bells of Shangjing, Lin'an, Guimenguan... the eleven cities of Tianzhu all rang!
The New Year, at this moment, officially begins.
The people in the city shouted excitedly, and every household was harmonious.
Occasionally, some people who were left alone after all their family members died were taken to their homes by their neighbors.
At this moment, the people are united as never before.
perhaps...
This is Li Xinghe’s original intention.
It's just that Zhang Ziliang inserted some strange things into this noble intention.
There was no massive army attack as imagined.
Everything seemed very calm.
As usual, but in this specific atmosphere, it seems so weird.
Wang Ye seemed to be lying lazily on the lotus bed, but his mental power was spread out in a network, covering a three-mile radius. Any disturbance would be known to him immediately.
...
Three hours later.
Wang Ye's phone suddenly rang.
Zhang Ziliang's.
"Is there any movement at the gate of hell?"
Zhang Ziliang's voice was as calm as ever, and he asked.
"No."
Wang Ye shook his head.
"That's right if you don't."
"I still underestimated Maitreya's insidiousness. He didn't even care about the face of Lingshan, a dominant force."
"There is no attack on Shangjing yet. There is only one explanation for the impending death."
"They want to...take down the weakest city first."
"Destroy them one by one."
"There is no idea of dividing the troops."
"So I suspect that their first battle will be in Jiangning City."
"I have arranged for people to provide advance support."
"But Maitreya can only control the people in Lingshan. I don't know what the intentions of Heaven are."
Hearing Zhang Ziliang's words, Wang Ye frowned slightly, and after a moment he said, "Zhao Hai, can you really trust him?"
"I think this person is too scheming. Although he really surrenders, his value to us is unparalleled."
"But even if there is a one in 10,000 possibility that he is an undercover agent, it would be a devastating disaster for us."
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a few seconds before Zhang Ziliang said again: "Zhao Hai... you can believe it, I promise."
"Zhang Ziliang is on speakerphone, I can hear it."
The next second, Zhao Hai's voice rang from the phone. There was no anger or resentment, just stating a fact.
...
Wang Ye hung up the phone decisively.
but...
What is the reason that makes Zhang Ziliang trust Zhao Hai so much? This is not his style at all.
The information hidden here was so huge that Wang Ye had no clue.
After he left, what on earth did the two old Yinbi talk about.
but...
Will Maitreya's first target really be Jiang Ning?
If a city was really destroyed at this juncture, it would be a huge blow to the human race.
Despair born out of hope can make people breathless.
this...
It's already a big gamble.
What exactly are Zhang Ziliang and Zhao Hai’s trump cards!
